Cmdr. BVit's logs: The Snowbird
08 Feb 2016Nova Cassidy
I'm so happy to be able to say that this log is being written from my brand-sparkling-new Python! Yeah! It took a lot of saving up, but I finally get to sit in the pilot's seat in the bridge of a Python and call it my own ship. They look a lot smaller than they really are when you see them in space, but this thing is way bigger than it looks. I have rooms! I have so many rooms I don't know what to put in them all! Hell, the bridge alone is bigger than my entire Sidewinder felt way back when. It's fresh out the factory, not pre-owned this time! It's got that new ship smell! She's called the Snowbird, and she's been painted a dazzling white. My combat rank is painted in several places on it, and it's fully kitted out for some serious combat. I'd considered painting her black. I liked the idea of looming in the shadows and appearing out of nowhere to dish out some space justice. But then I saw the white paint job and fell in love. Maybe I could say it's supposed to shine of a beacon of hope and justice. Or, some poetic crap like that.
It was hard to part with my Asp Explorer, the Bluebird. Harder than you know. I... wish we could have parted on better terms. Sigh.
The cockpit… no, the bridge of the Python is my new favorite place in the 'verse. It's beautiful, glowing stuff everywhere that makes me feel like a super-important bigshot. The down is that with my biggest ship to date, it also feels the most empty and lonely. I'm gonna have to hire a crew soon! Ah well, maybe I'll organize a party of something on her – there's plenty of space!
But now if I want to I think I'd finally be comfortable actually living out of my ship. Calling it home. I've got plenty of storage space to keep my things, a med bay if I ever need it, a real actual kitchen. There's plenty of bunks for future crew, and my own bedroom is huge too. I don't know what kind of giant this bed was made for but I can't complain.
Now all I need to do is come up with the fresh credits I used up buying the ship to fill it out with things that make me feel at home. Turn these empty rooms into something. Maybe a bar.